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…and, with the film-maker, he returns
to where he sang, as a boy, in a boat;
a prisoner, an orphan, a Jew dumping sacks of crushed bone in the river;
keeping the Germans entertained with the
Prussian marching songs they had taught him –
and the Poles so charmed that, now he has returned
in middle age, they reminisce fulsomely:
bemused, he turns to camera in such pain…




© Copyright David Selzer
2 Responses
  • Randall
    January 5, 2015

    Great collection of your hard-earned lyrics, David, which I see mean a lot to you. Indeed a series of honest lessons from history yet ever so true to one’s heritage be it difficult but full of hope…my humble thanks for sharing.

  • David Selzer
    January 6, 2015

    Thank you, Randall. I particularly appreciate, as would any writer, ‘hard-earned’.

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